Chapter 19
“That’s not good.” Kathel whispers. “That smile is not good.”
“No s**t,” I hiss back through teeth gritted in a smile.
“Hello, commander. Our team would like to check back in.” Miessa says.
I hold back a step behind waiting for the commander’s response and to see if we are truly done with this test, ready to continue if necessary. From my time here, I have quickly determined a few things about Commander Eugenia Carver. She likes initiative. She likes leadership and power. She thinks weakness must be squashed, fear is the devil, and hesitation is worse than death.
“Private Guamianna, good. Please proceed to the airlock to your left, then you can join us here in the hangar while we await the other teams.” The three of us that can see give her a tight salute and do as bid, gui
